Quotes from the week

With Nicole being here, our funny average shot up. It was great!

"Shoot, I'd feel like I owed her my first born child!"- Kyle

"When did Apple start"?- Family Finance professor
uhhh, Adam and Eve. duh."- Liz

I don't know how to describe swear words. I just say them. In a foreign language. - Kyle

"Oh, so it's like a Carrie Underwood 'I'm-gonna-slit-your-tires-cuz-you-cheated-on-me-thing'?" - Jess
"Yes, but with a bit of Taylor Swift"- Nicole
"Oh that's worse. Like a buttered up 'I'm-going-to-kill-you!" - Jess
"yup. sugar and spice and everything nice, oh wait, I've have a knife!"- Nicole

"Do you want to use my dry shampoo?"- Nicole
"Did you just ask her if she wants your poo?"- Kyle

"BYU is a bit different from Green River isn't it?"- Jess
"uhhh YEAH! There's no smoking Asians!"-Nicole
"I know! I swear I'm going to get second hand lung cancer from them. Stupid Asians...(an Asian walks by)... I mean stupid SMOKING Asians!!"- Jess

"Liz, if you buy this, I'll buy your groceries for a week!"- Carly
"And we all know how expensive THAT'S going to be...." - Jess

Ah, so funny.

We just dropped Nicole off at the airport; we're so glad she came! It reminded me of freshman year and all the exciting things that now seem old hat. It gave me a chance to really reflect on exactly how cool it is being at college, particularly BYU. Plus she's awesome and helped clean my house before she left :)

Hope you guys have a great weekend! We will be watching General Conference and gaining inspiration and insights that are so desperately needed! And possibly catching up on sleep!

Hare Krishna!!

Where else do you get a ton of pseudo-Hindu's (aka Mormons) throwing chalk at each other? The Festival of Colors! I wonder if any actual Hindu's go to this thing....


Nicole is here for a week to visit BYU and of course we couldn't let her leave without participating in this event. It's basically a right of passage for all BYU students. No idea why... but it's fun!


Ironically, this Hindu festival is the biggest one of its kind in the Western hemisphere... and it's Utah. What the heck?

It's like a giant hippie festival to be honest. For example, the MC guy told a story about how last year at the festival, this kid got separated from his group of friends, but he was fine because he made 20,000 new friends!!


We came, we saw, and yet, we are still 20,000 people friendless. 
I feel jipped.

Team Gale 4 lyfe + this week's quotes.

Hey there! This week was one of those weeks were the professor's decided it would be their honor to distribute the hardest tests and the biggest group assignments. Wasn't that so nice of them?
Anyway... I jumped on the bandwagon this week: I bought the Hunger Games, read it in 3 hours, and went and saw it last night. Sorry to all you die-hard HG fans, but I honestly thought it was just ok. I didn't feel like there wasn't ANY 'romance' between Katniss and Peeta in the movie. There wasn't even a spark or a tiny candle between them which was a MAJOR part of the book! Peeta just seemed so awkward to me. (Rubbing your finger all over her bloody forehead was NOT a tender moment Peeta, it was nasty). Katniss should just go with Gale. He's hot. And actually hunts for her family instead of just throwing her some old, charred bread. Some parts were filmed with that "shaky camera" look, and since we were in the first 2 rows of the theater, that did NOTHING for visual effects. It really just confused me. I would have had no idea who was fighting who or who just died etc. if I hadn't read the book. Stanley Tucci played Caesar perfectly! And Lenny Kravitz as Cinna? AMAZING.The rest of them were just ok. In general though, I did enjoy the movie, but the hype didn't really seem necessary.
Ok, off my haterade stand.

Quotes from this week:

"If I ever got pregnant, I think I'd crave tamales!" - Kyle (talking to Kyle about pregnancy and all its nuances...) 

"I just get so jazzed learning about magnetism and stuff like that, but now we're learning about quantum mechanics and I'm just like, 'ugh, old hat!'" - Kyle

(After picking up my sister at the SLC airport after flying from Seattle) "I went to grab a carmel apple spice at Starbucks before I got on the plane and I realized something: there was a Starbucks in every single terminal! And then when I got into SLC, I find ONE Starbucks in the entire airport. I'm definitely not in Kansas anymore!!" - Nicole

"I think I'm going to give birth to this burrito..." - Jess (after eating a Chipotle's burrito)

(explaining the Hari Krishna Festival of Colors to Nicole) "You walk 20 minutes to the temple, you make fun of the weird singers, you throw chalk at people until it's gone, you take pictures like crazy, then you jam everyone's news-feed with evidence of the festival. That's all there is to it." - Jess

"Raunchivelent. Shoot, I mean, raunchy is equivalent to..." - Liz

Bahaha. I laughed as I wrote those!
My sister is here this week! She wants to come to BYU so mom thought it'd be a good idea for her to get an idea of what the campus is like before she made up her mind. And she just wanted to see me :) We're going to have fun showing off all of Provo's wonders. Namely frozen yogurt and the dollar theater...

Have a good weekend!

opposition in everything

..sorry it's blurry...

You know, I've always thought it was a weakness to show emotion. Crying obviously meant that you weren't strong enough to handle the pain, fear showed a lack of courage and stress was the inability to have any inward discipline.  This thinking constantly ate away at me because despite thinking that... I would still cry, become afraid and get very stressed.  I wonder why women constantly feel like they need to "man up", as if men's characteristics was somehow superior to women's.  Being tough, unflinching and aggressive is expectation we create for ourselves, and yet for most women, those characteristics aren't inherent.  I do want to clarify: I am not about to launch into feminine rights here. While I believe they are important, sometimes I wonder if they're carried to the extreme. My point here is to tell myself that it is ok to be a tender woman. I love how she said, "Nothing is more powerful than letting yourself to truly be affected by things".  So what if a song moves me to cry? I experienced an emotion that imprinted a memory onto my brain. If nothing in this life is to effect us, to move us to experience emotion, then what's the whole point of living in the first place? I would rather go through life taking everything in. The good, bad and the ugly because with those experiences I also gain a greater appreciation for the sad, angry and beautiful: the everything in life.

Blogger Meet-Up

A couple of weeks ago, Liz, Jill and I went to the BYU-blogger meet up at Orem's best-kept-secret, The Chocolate. (seriously, just the NAME of this place had me drooling). It was so much fun seeing all the owners of these blogs I follow! Plus winning 8 free yoga classes during the giveaway didn't hurt at all :) It's a little creepy when I know what someone did last weekend because of their blog and yet, they don't know me from Adam... but that's what you get for posting stuff on the internet!
I came away with tons of ideas and huge amount of appreciation for people in general. Collective consciousness is truly a remarkable thing: it's incredible how much strength can be found simply through sharing life experiences. It was amazing to be right in the midst of really creative people and to watch ideas unfold and take physical shape. Well, at least I found it amazing cuz I'm the least creative person I know haha.

I had such a fun time! and I'm pretty sure I walked away with an obsession for colored skinny jeans... SO MANY OUTFIT IDEAS. 

Can't wait for next time!

we're funny fellows

Kyle and I were quite hilarious this week if I say so myself. Probably from being sleep-deprived, but no matter! Here's some excellent quotes that resulted from this:

"Honey, I really want to watch DNA replication videos..."-  very drowsy, sleepy and loopy husband. 

"And then Lehi had to send Nephi back to get the plates in Jerusalem..." - sleep-talking Jessica

"you gave her WHAT? a contraceptive?!" - Kyle (I had said "dress"...)

"'validify'. It's a word now. I just made it up!" - Jess

"you know hun? I hope you know that I only stop kissing you so I can re-fill on air"... -Kyle

"Uhhh Kyle? I think there's a rat in the duct system!" - Jess
"Well, I have to go... at least you can't say I left you without company!" - Kyle

"I just wasn't a good bleeder today". - Kyle in reference to his blood typing lab.

So basically, we are the funniest people we know. Actually, I just crack myself up on a daily basis... how lame. haha

This weekend has been very relaxing and productive. I got to catch up with a great friend at Starbucks this morning after I cleaned the bathroom, went to the gym and did laundry. Plus my favorite gym ladies were there all matchy-matchy. AGAIN. Seriously people, it's like these girls get all dolled up just to go to the gym. When I walk in on Saturday mornings, I've got last night's make-up half smeared on my face, bangs sticking straight up because I slept weird and I'm stumbling over my feet because my eyes are trying to snap themselves shut again. It's women like these women who never seem to sweat so they look totally awesome post-exercise compared to girls like me who look like they just got drenched by a torrential down-pour of rain.
Whatever.
And I find myself eating chocolate again as I type this... this is getting ridiculous.

I hope you guys are having a fabulous weekend!

some marriage advice from someone totally unqualified to give it.

   

I think society has taught us to search for equality in everything. Equality in roles, equality in job opportunities, education etc. Theoretically then, in marriage, if both you and your spouse are equally giving 50%, it should come out to a 100% of a "fulfilling" relationship.

Well, we haven't found this to be true.

If marriage is supposed to be an equation where 1+1 = more than 2 (and we believe it is)... then the 50/50 rule doesn't work. If you're going by that, then it becomes 10x easier to find fault with your spouse. You think, "well shoot, I've done x, y and z... where's your 50%?" Little do you know what they actually have done. Or what they're defining 50% to be. It requires both of you to devote 100% into the relationship. The ironic thing is... if you think you're giving it 100% effort... you're probably not. 100% effort requires more than just thinking about how much you've given; it's about focusing on them and their efforts.

Anyway, just some tidbits of knowledge we've gathered in the oh, 2 months and 25 days we've been married.

Have a Happy Thursday!

Dear Boys....

I recently got "tagged" to do this Dear Boys... post. Basically a short synopsis of all the guys that I've liked and why it didn't work out. Well, after reading a couple of other people's posts on the same subject, I got totally jazzed to do my own, until I started trying to figure out exactly HOW many boys I'd be writing about.
Too many my friends.
I guess that's what happens when you have always liked boys.
Anyway, here goes nothing!

Dear Co-op Sandbox painter,
You're favorite color was green, so I changed mine to green too. We used to "paint" the sandbox with water at recess and it took us the whole year to figure out why the "paint" didn't stick. We were 5. It just wouldn't have worked out.
Love,
my ADHD self.

Dear Gap-Tooth,
I don't know if you meant to do this or not, but remember that one time you "pretended" to kiss my hand while we were waiting in line for lunch? Yeah, you TOTALLY kissed me hand. So thanks for stealing that title in my life.
ps: I hope you got braces eventually.
Love,
The Offended

Dear Suicidal,
You know, writing this has made me realize how quickly things can change. Being 7 years old and in second grade, I guess we didn't think of suicide as anything that could affect us. It's crazy to think you're not here anymore. Not that we had any contact really in later years, but I hope your family is doing well.
Love,
The Saddened

Dear Pothead,
I'm sorry that I used you to realized the full-potential of my feminine powers. To be honest, I don't think I had much "power" seeings how I was 8. I hope you're having fun flying "higher than a kite"... if you know what I mean...
Love,
The Practiced

Dear Stabber,
The first week of 4th grade was made a lot better by the fact that you were constantly trying to stab me with the compass we had to get as part of our school supplies. I quite enjoyed being stabbed. Really, I did. Actually, I just liked stabbing you back when you weren't expecting it.
Love,
The-Back-Stabber

Dear Ballers,
Yes there were two of you. I couldn't quite figure out which one I liked more... so I kept both of you around. One of you I played soccer with at recess on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays, and the other I played wallball with on Tuesdays or Thursdays. Or I'd switch it up depending on who I liked more that week.
Love,
The Player

Dear NBA Wanna-be,
I hope you improved your reading and writing abilities. And math. And science. I really wasn't as smart as you thought I was... I just pretended to be smarter so you'd talk to me. Even though I ended up doing your homework more often than not.
Love,
The Nerd

Dear Producer,
....
....
I was 15. Give me a break.
Love,
Twitterpatted

Dear Jersey Shore extra,
I hope you're gtl'ing it up (gym, tan, laundry...). Also, you were just mean. Also, you're still mean.
Love,
Not-your-average-Snooki

Dear Enzo,
Only you will get that nickname. I do hope you're doing well. You taught me a lot about relationships, love and sacrifice. I hope you find what you're looking for, whatever that is.
ps: I still don't like Eminem
Love,
The Waiter

Dear 1 of 4,
You know, looking back on things, it probably would've been better if we remained friends. I hope you get yo'self on a mission soon!!
Love,
Another 1 of 4

Dear Track Star,
It took me a good couple of months to admit to myself that I liked you. And I still didn't tell you haha. You're such a great guy and I hope you're having fun being half-way across the world!
Love,
The Silenced

Dear Hubby,
I'm so glad I found you.  It took me a few tries, a couple of duds, a few heartbreaks and tears, but all of that was so worth it knowing that I have you forever. As we "celebrate" our first year of dating tonight, just know that I love you beyond anything I thought possible.
Love,
Your lawfully, wedded wife :)

that to do list? never got to-done...

Due equal parts to nature and nurture, I've always been a list maker.  Everything seems a little less chaotic when you've got a blueprint of your day staring at you. Lately I've been using Microsoft's OneNote program for school, and its got this SWEET program that lets you create "tags", with different symbols indicating different tasks.  The ctrl+1 tag is a check-box signifying "to-do" items; this little button has been my best friend this semester.

Today's to-do list included:
go to the Temple
run 5 miles
dishes
laundry
vacuuming
sweeping/moping
clean bathroom
dusting
clean mirror
clean bedroom
wash sheets
get portfolio's done for Social Theory
Women's Studies current events paper done
study for a religion test
make stir-fry
read for Social Theory
take quiz for Social Theory
friend's reception tonight (one of four this month I'll have you know...)
finish up Stats homework

This is what actually got done today:

Eat a bag of chocolate chips

But I did run my 5 miles so I can... right?

get locked out of my house

break in by breaking off the back door's doorknob

spill the husband's prized pomegranate lemonade juice all over the kitchen floor

Facebook
Pinterest
blog

We're leaving for the reception in oh... 30 minutes and most of my to-do list isn't done.

Not sure why I bother creating them really... Maybe they serve as a reminder of just how much I really procrastinate more than a reminder of what needs to get done!

Have a great weekend! I'll be here... procrastinating... and searching for more chocolate.